Sufjan Stevens -
Illinois
[2005] (Indie/Baroque pop, Indie folk/rock)
I love Stevens' music because I hear something new every time I listen to him. This is another of my favorite albums. The lilting flute mirrored by his delicate vocals, then the explosions of sound: I feel like his music is always a celebration. His phrasing is complex, yet he remains pop accessible.
At the end of one song, he sings, "Look beneath the floorboards for the secrets I have hid", and then he draws a breath--and then a second breath--as if to say more. But he doesn't. The song ends, and I felt like he was just about to tell me something important. How deliciously frustrating! On one level, this album, like all of his works, is a praise album, singing of God's goodness and perfections. I enjoy the positivity about "all things [being] go" when we often feel that "all things [are] no".
Yes, it's okay to see the truth, to live by it. It's okay to love. It's okay to be recreated. But he doesn't represent the lives we walk dishonestly. He shows us its struggles, the struggles of any human being, be he pagan or no, but with us, there is hope of the resurrection and the life of the world to come, so that one day we may say, "We have always been in Heaven."